A few minutes later, something unexpected happened. Dustin turned towards me and was spooning me. I didn’t jerk away and actually really liked the f...eling as I never had a brother and my parents never held me a lot as a child. The warmth between us in the church basement on that night was pleasant.I felt his hand slowly go on my shoulder as he held onto me. I was in awe over what was happening, how this acquaintance of mine started spooning me and putting his hand on me, thinking I was entirely. It's strange, peering into the life of someone you've never met, onlythrough their writing and opinions. I suppose anyone who finds thisbook will be doing the same for both Katie and me. After severalpages, I found myself putting the journal down, contemplating thisyoung girl that I'd never have the opportunity to meet. What did shelook like? What did she love, or hate? Did she have family that wouldgrieve for her, or were they on the plane with her? I found tearsrolling down my face, for. As I said the previous time that I work in a company in Bangalore as a wealth management advisor so I used to travel a lot once I got a call from a teacher of reputated school in the city for he had to do his investment I went to school to meet him and as I entered the school my veins started pumping hard as it was only girls school and there were around thousands of student as it was lunch time and all in small skirt revealing most part of there lower body I was not able to control my feelings. A dream that you didn't want to end. You feel your cock, hard and wet with precum. A usual morning wood you think. So comes the time to rub it out. The plan is to remember that dream you just had. You take a deep breath, take a seat in your sofa, close your eyes, and slowly start stroking. Several minutes go by, but you just can't get that dream back into your mind. Not one scene comes back. Frustrated, you stop masturbating. You sit there in quiet for a time, upset with yourself for not being.